In a milieu of noughts perched on a leap of loan
Buried under a seizure of murmuring tenure
Bicker domains caught in a vale of counterfeits
Stuck in savvy alleys of a stale Park
Lost by a tongue and a tumultuous past
Smothered in the rectitude of pitch silence
Gauged in wastes of paper and monetary matters
All that echoes is not silence brother!
Many have suffered in devoured vows till the 12th of time
Many have hatred with voluminous enmity in them
There are lighter heights on the verge of space…
There are steeper paths in depths of affection…
There are frontiers beyond the latitude of knowledge…
There is more friction in the weights and molecules of a fractured soul…
A moment that torments itself and those we seek in the underworlds?
Fights with your insights and kindle the flame of fortitude with your prodigious perceptions
Levi ate and lure in lucid leaves of autumn to an Island off course
We are far apart in our hearts like a broken glass
It cuts deep but shines wide like diam
It keeps us alive to settle the agony of our sentiments
Give thy soul purpose and search in this xenophobic circus
We are Amirs and Karim euer Ancestors
Sense! So subtle when twined with intellect in a sentence
Imagination! A gem and jewel of such magic clots of fascinations
Resonate your flute of reason with fractions and fruits of Words
Words! Are they not a fireball of fury and fortune?
Is it not joyful oh that juvenile Gibran?
Just few lines of faith with Will
Just few dots of demise in shades of Pink
Euer – Deutsch word means ‘your’
Note: Amir was name of his great great great grandfather
And Karim was grandfather